So the day has come when I have to leave. It is just past 5 AM and I have about completed packing up my luggage. i anticipated a battle wth it but fuck, that took forever and was every stressful as I seem to have bought way too many things...
something for everyone and thngs for me. get to see my cat tomorrow! 24 hr transfers and layovers and tm warp zones then ill be home.
fuck.....
but i am so happy in this moment, a sorrow but a completed one if that may
make
any sense.
i get attached, familiarized, sentimental, and its hard sometimes. im still trying to figure out exactly how i process things, as then would be the result of finding the ultimate coping mechanisms for times of disaster...
yeah my bad just rambling, kind of dilusional because of no sleep and a long day yesterday or the day that was earlier today. i do not want to leave!
